Hunted Wolf: Moonbound Series, Book Eight by Krystal Shannan, Camryn Rhys Page B

moved his hands along Hannah’s body, making sure she hadn’t been hit. He exhaled long and hard when he found no injuries. Viper didn’t want to let her go, and stayed on the ground, covering her body with his.
    “The barracks,” Duke yelled, pulling on his shoulder. “They blew up one of the barracks.”

    H annah winced , her ears ringing from the blast along with the added pressure she could feel in Viper’s ears as well. He’d enveloped her with his arms as they fell backward, cushioning her from the fall. His hands skimmed up and down her body, looking for injuries.
    Duke’s shouts echoed in her head. They’d blown up a barrack? With people inside? Her stomach turned and the distinct acidic burn of bile rose in the back of her throat.
    “I’m okay,” she said, louder than she had to, but everything in her head was still humming.
    Viper released her and they both climbed to their feet.
    The team leader pointed toward the flame-engulfed building in the dark ahead of them.
    Screams echoed through the night and Hannah flinched as their pain lanced through her heart.
    I have to help them. They need me. She leapt forward.
    “Hannah!”
    She didn’t stop. Not until she reached the first body…if it could be called that. She covered her mouth and looked away from the pieces of a burnt female corpse.
    Hannah hurried closer to the fire and stopped at another body. She knelt next to the woman, charred nearly beyond recognition, but her eyes were open and stared up at the empty sky.
    She ran her fingers over the young girl’s eyes and choked back a sob. It wasn’t fair.
    Why kill them now? It was over. Adrian had to know it was over.
    “Hannah!” Viper shouted from across the clearing. He raised his rifle and aimed at her.
    What the hell?
    Then a pair of rough hands closed around her neck and dragged her from the ground. She flailed in his grasp, but he easily outweighed her, like most men, by over a hundred pounds.
    No matter how she struggled against the other wolf, she’d never find leverage with her thin frame.
    “You people ruined everything,” the strange male growled into her ear, laying a blade to her throat.
    “We came to help. We’re here to save you.”
    “We don’t need saving. Everything was just fine until you came.” He pressed the knife-edge deeper and a warm trail of liquid started down the side of her neck along with a sharp pain.
    She scanned the darkness for Viper and Duke. He’d been there only a moment ago. He wasn’t hurt. She’d be able to feel it if he was hurt.
    “No one’s coming for you, little girl. All your soldier friends are going to die when my brothers blow the other barra—”
    His sentence gurgled into nothing and the arm wrapped around her torso stiffened and then loosened.
    She stepped away and whirled to see Viper pulling a wicked-looking blade from her assailant’s skull before dropping the man’s body to the ground next to the burned body of what was probably one of his sisters.
    Hannah’s breath rushed in and out of her lungs.
    Duke emerged from the shadows and Viper waved him off, but Hannah couldn’t take her eyes off the man on the ground.
    Her heart raced, knocking against her ribs so hard they should’ve broken under the pressure. What was she doing here? She was a doctor, not a fighter. She didn’t have any combat training. She was no good to anyone here.
    Tears welled in her eyes, but she choked them back. She’d held it together this long.
    “Was he one of the ones you wanted to have a second chance?” Viper snarled.
    Hannah shivered as ice ran through her veins. She shook her head, backing a step away from her angry mate.
    His eye glowed gold and, at that very moment she realized she didn’t even know what color his eyes were. It had been dark when they met. Too dark on the boats. Too dark on the island.
    She didn’t know anything about this man and she’d linked herself to him forever. Linked him to her…without any thought to his life